A message from

When I was growing up, my sister and I were infiltrated with classic rock by our mother.

So, what was classic rock to us? We listened to Led Zeppelin, Aerosmith, Rolling Stones, The Beatles, The Doobie Brothers, The Who, The Guess Who, The Doors, Fleetwood Mac, The Steve Miller Band, Journey, Bob Seger, Eagles…you know, classic rock.  Looking back, when my mom was playing this stuff for us, it seemed like they were oldies. In reality, some of the music was only ten or so years old…and it was being categorized as a classic? We always asked if she could let us listen to our music, but she would respond with something like, “Oh, oh, listen to he music.”  She was always such a, “Joker.”

There were plenty of rock bands when I was growing up who had some big hit songs and albums…but if I were to turn on the classic rock station right now I can pretty much guarantee the top 25-50 songs played are, “Still The Same.” Doesn’t that seem crazy?  I mean it has been over 25 years since I heard, “Dream On” for the first time riding in my mom’s Aerostar minivan. There are no new classics? Who is on the classic rock picking committee? They are really slacking…or are they?  What ever…”People are strange.”

The contemporary hit songs that I would always bug my mom to play instead of her boring “Old Time Rock and Roll,” are basically, “Already Gone.” Remember the Macarena? It has faded into nothing more than a past hit. Classics remain regardless of time. I bet when my kids are teenagers they will be asking me to turn off my corny classic rock. I’ll respond with, “You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you get what you need.”

Classics can be made in an instant, and don’t require time to form.  The word classic is defined as outstanding, first-class, superior, timeless, and even perfect. A classic is not formed because of a lack of competing classics or just because it is old. Whatever you set out to do, shoot for outstanding or superior and you will have a classic on your hands.

Thanks mom for teaching me about the classics…I consider myself a “Fortunate Son” who had a “Whole Lotta Love.”

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